Brooklyn-Queens


[MC Serch singing throughout]

But my balls itch!! *laughter*

Oooooooooh!
Dedicated to my man, Pete Nice, knahmsayin? *laughter*
Oahhhh I got.. HA HAHAHAH! *uncontrollable laughter*
Oahhhhhhh, when I was a little baby
Little baby boy, hooooh!
A little itty bitty baby boy
I was blessed with soul.. *more laughter as the beat stops*

This is def, hoooooh!
Mmmmmmmm..
This goes, this goes back
This takes me back to 1940's, when I was a little baby
new ? sittin on Kevin Renald's lap
And he said to me, "SON you've got so much soul..
You've.. hooooh you've got, soul comin out your ass" *laughter*
Now peep this, see..
You've gotta take this back down South
Oh I'm buggin, I'm flippin
Hahahahaha, huh, flippin right?

Now see you, got to understand where this is comin from
Little white boy, down South
No motherfuckin white people around
And they said to me, they said, "White boy!" *laughter*
"You've got a whole, mess of soul"
They said, "White boy!
You gonna grow up, to have so much soul
A little little itty bitty baby boy!"
Ha hah.. oh shit!

"Hohhhhhh, you've got soul
Way down in your little itty bitty baby toes
You got soul..
You've got so much soul it's comin out your asshole!
Whohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhle mess of soul"
They said, "Kevin! When you grow up
gonna work with a lot of white people think they're black!"
*laughter*
They said, "Oahhhhhh, Kevin boy!
When you grow up, you gonna go to the big city
Meet a, man named Peter
Gonna look like a white boy but he's a def MC
He got soul.. comin out his asshole!"


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